"It's not that it disappeared, it's Zhang Yifeng who found the flaws of this technique with one shot!"

An elderly warrior spoke in shock.

In fact, this is true. In Zhang Yifeng's opinion, Sima Han's martial arts are full of flaws!

"impossible."

Sima Han adjusted his breath three times, and his face finally recovered. He looked at Zhang Yifeng who was standing opposite him, with a look of surprise for the first time.

Zhang Yifeng smiled faintly and said, "For me, Zhang Yifeng, there is no impossible. Sima Han, I will give you another chance. If you kneel down and admit your mistake, I will not pursue your unreasonable actions just now. Otherwise, no matter who you are, you will not be able to leave safely."

"Let me kneel down? Are you looking for death?" Sima Han just sneered.

Zhang Yifeng shook his head lightly and said, "It's someone who is looking for death, but it's definitely not me. Since you don't kneel down, you'll miss the last chance to leave safely. Remember, as long as I, Zhang Yifeng, are there, are the dragons and tigers, and even if you are a disciple of the four-star sect," he said.

"Zhang Yifeng, you are seeking death by yourself. One hundred and six magic swords!"

After hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, Sima Han completely left. Zhang Yifeng was obviously an ant but was so arrogant that he had a huge murderous intent.

At this moment, Sima Han finally used his strength.

One hundred and sixty illusion swords appeared in the void, like locusts, densely packed, covering the sunshine.

Then, the swords were arranged like a stegosaurus, wandering around Sima Han.

The terrifying aura made everyone in the Taihe Sect kneel on the ground, and except for Zi Tianda, he could barely stand.

They had an illusion that this sword seemed to stab their bodies into hornet's nests, and they would die without a complete corpse.

Zhang Yifeng looked at this scene lightly and grinned, "Since you like swords so much, let you be defeated by the murderous sword formation."

The sound was still floating, and Zhang Yifeng threw down several array flags and took a few steps back. He had just stepped back, and the yard was shining brightly.

A huge blue barrier suddenly appeared, wrapping Sima Han up.

The barrier is tall, and the fierce geese in the sky are almost wrapped in the barrier.

"Three thousand swords, open!"

The barrier appeared, and Zhang Yifeng shouted coldly. In an instant, blue long swords composed of formations appeared in the formation barrier.

The long swords are dense and almost cover the entire barrier.

Sima Han had only one hundred and sixty swords, but Zhang Yifeng's formation was three thousand swords!

This is a second-level formation. There were originally nine thousand nine hundred swords. Zhang Yifeng could not completely recover, so he could only condense three thousand swords into this formation, but it was enough.

Once the killing formation is opened, it will automatically attack.

Boom boom boom boom!

The next moment, a violent explosion sounded. The 16th and 3,000 swords of the Illusion Sword collided with each other, and a dazzling light burst out.

Then, people clearly saw a trace of blood blooming in the formation barrier, and there was only one person in the formation barrier, that was Sima Han.

Quiet.

The scene, which was originally noisy, became quiet in an instant. All those who were following the battle closed their mouths, widened their eyes, and did not even dare to blink their eyelids. Because there was more and more blood in the formation barrier.

At first, it was just a touch, followed by a series of bright reds.

It was like blood-colored fireworks blooming in the barrier.

All those who saw this scene felt confused and blank.

Sima Han, the pride of the four-star sect, and the most powerful young man in Tianshan, is even stronger than the leader of any three-star sect. But at this moment, this person who is full of thousands of glory is injured and bleeding in the formation!

This scene is so amazing. The person who dared to hurt Sima Han was just a young man about twenty-one years old.

The spectators only felt pain when they looked at it, but they were not for Sima Han, but for Taihe Sect. If Sima Han had a few shortcomings, the entire Taihe Sect would die without a place to bury him. How could Taihe Sect withstand the anger of the four-star sect?

This is why the spectators were confused. This kid named Zhang Yifeng is about to break the truth!

Finally, the blasting sound stopped, all three thousand swords were attacked, and the spiritual smoke and dust in the sky slowly dissipated.

A figure appeared in everyone's sight. The figure was half kneeling on the ground, holding a black big sword in his right hand. The big sword was inserted into the ground, supporting the figure's body.

The figure was dressed in a torn manner, with scars on his body, and blood was overflowing, dyeing his whole body red.

This person is naturally Sima Han.

"Zhang Yifeng! I, Sima Han, will not be a human being if I don't take revenge."

Sima Han's cold voice came. At this moment, he was not as relaxed as he was at the beginning. Although Zhang Yifeng's killing formation failed to kill him, he suffered a serious injury.

The attack power of this formation killing formation is actually not strong, because Zhang Yifeng failed to completely repair it. However, the three thousand dense array swords can still make Sima Han scarred because many places have suffered multiple attacks.

Of course, his injuries were not serious, all of them were in flesh and blood, and the bones were not damaged. Sima Han just took a spiritual medicine, and the blood on his body had stopped.

When Zhang Yifeng saw Sima Han taking spiritual medicine, he secretly said that this was a healing elixir. If he was given it, he could refine a lot of healing pills.

"The next time, the day I come again is the time when the Taihe Sect perishes. I swear!"

Sima Han pulled out the sword inserted on the ground. The sword was sharp and cut iron like mud. He held the sword in his hand and pointed at Zhang Yifeng's head. If possible, he would want to cut off Zhang Yifeng's head now. Unfortunately, he underestimated this kid, and he did not expect that there was such a powerful formation in the Taihe Sect.

Faced with Sima Han's intimidation, Zhang Yifeng smiled faintly and said, "Although I welcome you to come again next time, do you think you can leave safely this time? Do you think what I, Zhang Yifeng, said is in the wind?"

"Zhang Yifeng, what do you mean?"

Upon hearing this, Sima Han's face turned cold.

"Isn't my meaning obvious? I said at the beginning, either you kneel down and admit your mistake, or you don't want to leave safely. I challenged my authority and leave like this?"

"Zhang Yifeng, it's not that I look down on you, what authority do you have? If I want to leave, I'm afraid you can't keep it, and I dare not keep it! I'm from a four-star sect."

Sima smiled coldly.

Zhang Yifeng also smiled. He looked at Sima Han and said in a plain voice: "There may be something in the world that I, Zhang Yifeng, dare not do, but I will not be able to keep you or even kill you. The four-star sect can't scare me!"

"Dare you kill me?"

Upon hearing this, Sima Han smiled, laughing wildly.

Zhang Yifeng said lightly: "Why don't you dare?"

"Not to mention whether you can kill me or not. Even if you can kill me, do you dare to kill me? Kill one of me and bury the entire Taihe Sect."
Chapter completed!